User blog comment:Brigadier Barty/Redwall Wars: A Deadly Turn/@comment-2246928-20150429212034/@comment-1298206-20150613133042

''Muddjak sits and watches in shock and fear as Virago's whip lashes across Jujubee's back again and again, tearing away at flesh and fur. Upon seeing the pain on the squirrel's face, the vole tears his gaze away, but the cracking of the whip rings in his ears. Eventually, the sound of the whip ceases and Muddjak looks over at Jujubee's prone body as he lays slumped over his oar, bloody, bruised, and beaten. Was he dead? The vole's manacles rattled as he quivered in fear. He knew the slavers were vicious, but this was worse than anything he had seen Vinnu or Cawn ever do to any of the slaves. "How're we going to escape now?"